Chapter 27: The all-knowing Black Time-Dazi transforms into a young girl, causing confusion...
No matter how much I didn't want to face it, I still had to. Fukuzawa Yukichi's tall and imposing figure quickly appeared at the door, his stern face exuding an aura of quiet authority. When his sharp eyes looked over, I immediately jumped off the sofa and stood at attention as if I'd been pricked in the butt. A chill ran down my spine, and I had a feeling I might be doomed.
"Song, come home with me."
Fukuzawa-sensei's cool and serious voice rang out, and he immediately said he would take me back. He didn't mention a word about what happened last night, which made me feel quite pressured, and at the same time, I vaguely felt that something was wrong.
I quickly looked at Mori Ougai, trying to get him to help me refuse the teacher. What are superiors for? Of course, they're for solving problems. Otherwise, why would I do things for them?
Mori Ougai gave me a half-smile, then, as expected, said, "Lord Fukuzawa is late. Uta-chan accepted my invitation to join the Port Mafia."
Fukuzawa-sensei frowned deeply, looking at Mori Ougai with the eyes of someone looking at a hypocrite. "Uta is only seven years old."
"Although Uta-chan is young, her thoughts are already quite mature. We should respect her wishes, right, Uta-chan~~"
Mori Ougai, calling my name in a very seductive tone, looked over with his wine-red eyes and then passed the buck to me again, making me really want to punch someone.
Seeing that Mr. Fukuzawa was also looking over, she was struggling with how to answer when she heard him say in an extremely solemn voice, "Does the song have to be part of the Port Mafia? If you change your mind, I'll take you home right away."
My breath hitched, and I felt a tightness in my chest. Suddenly, I felt an urge to go with Mr. Fukuzawa, whose face was so sincere.
Seemingly sensing my thoughts, Alice pounced on me and began to coax me in a delicate, flower-like voice.
"Don't go, Kata-chan! You still want to live a life full of pleasure. The Armed Detective Agency is very poor. You can't earn much money working there. In the end, you won't even be able to afford test tubes in the lab!"
When Fukuzawa-sensei saw Alice hug me, his expression changed drastically. He drew the long sword hanging at his waist and slashed at Alice. Mori Ougai immediately drew two scalpels to block his attack, saying with a sigh, "It's really too much for Mr. Fukuzawa to attack such a cute little girl like Alice."
Fukuzawa-sensei ignored this unscrupulous junior and kept the blade pointed at Alice. Alice stuck out her tongue and made a face at him, making me, who was caught in the middle, feel a lot of pressure.
"Song, don't let Dr. Mori's superpower touch you! He might be able to communicate with your superpowered senses."
Fukuzawa-sensei warned me with a serious expression, telling me to quickly get out of Alice's embrace. If we really had a shared sense of sensation, wouldn't that lolicon also feel the sensation of being held by me? What's the difference between that and sexual harassment?
Mori Ougai, whose character was already on the verge of collapse, hurriedly retorted, "Lord Fukuzawa, please don't talk nonsense. Alice-chan and I don't have any shared senses!"
"Yeah, it feels disgusting to have the same senses as Rintaro."
Alice's disgusted expression immediately made Mori Ougai's face turn chubby, making him look pitiful.
Seeing that I kept my distance from Alice, Fukuzawa Yukichi slowly put down his knife, his light green eyes looking at me earnestly. "Does Kagura want to come back with me?"
Taking a deep breath, I looked at Mr. Fukuzawa expressionlessly and said, "I won't go back! Although I like you very much, I prefer a more enjoyable life. I hate having to study Japanese and math all day long and do exercises with you. The Port Mafia is much more suitable for me."
After saying those words that fit my persona, I nervously looked at Teacher Fukuzawa, afraid that he would expel me from the school in a fit of anger.
Fukuzawa-sensei sighed deeply, which made my heart clench instantly, giving me a feeling that I was about to face judgment from fate.
"I understand. Since Ge has made her decision, I won't stop her."
Ms. Fukuzawa's voice was heavy, making my heart sink as well. I thought she would insist on taking me back, but she gave up so easily, making my head droop uncomfortably, and I dared not look at her expression.
The sound of wooden clogs on the floor rang out and finally stopped in front of me. A warm, large hand gently pressed on the top of my head, making me look up in surprise at the tall, silver-haired man in front of me.
Wearing a dark green kimono and a black haori, Ms. Fukuzawa gazed at me with gentle eyes, her usually cold and stern voice unusually warm, "Whenever you want to come back, the door to our home will always be open for you."
At that moment, I was so moved that I wanted to cry. Professor Fukuzawa is such a wonderful person, and it is my great honor to be his student.
Before leaving, Fukuzawa Yukichi looked at Mori Ougai and gave him a cold, murderous warning, "Dare to attack me, and I'll kill you!"
"Lord Fukuzawa, you are overthinking it. My affection for young girls is very pure and does not contain any adult ulterior motives."
Mori Ougai said with a smile, and I gave him a disgusted look. Just the fact that he likes young girls is bad enough!
"Don't you believe me, Song-chan?"
"Whether I believe it or not is irrelevant. Anyway, if you dare to harass me, I'll switch jobs to the Armed Detective Agency."
I said with complete confidence that I didn't care what Mori Ougai thought. With my highly acclaimed and superior medical ninjutsu, he would have no choice but to keep quiet even if he was dissatisfied.
It turns out I was too naive. I thought I had successfully threatened my boss, but I never expected him to betray me like that. I was so disgusted I almost vomited blood.
Here's what happened: The next day, after breakfast, I took the elevator from the black building in the port to the top floor where the leader was to report for duty.
When I passed through layers of guards and entered the leader's office, I saw Mori Ougai sitting in the leader's chair, reading a document. Alice was sitting on the carpet next to him, drawing on paper with crayons. When she saw me, she happily invited me to draw with her.
"Alice-chan, wait a moment, I need to talk to Uta-chan about something important."
Mori Ougai spoke up, and Alice continued drawing, while I waited for him to speak.
The leader in front of me handed me the document. I stepped forward, took it, and opened it. I found that it was a household registration document. The head of household's name was Mori Ougai, and he had a daughter named Mori Ouka.
I stiffly put down the household registration book in my hand, my lips twitching. Mori Ougai smiled slyly and said, "From now on, Uta-chan will have my surname. Aren't you happy?"
"Happy my foot! I might as well take the surname Fuze instead of Teacher's!"
I felt like my fists were hardened. If I hadn't kept thinking in my mind that this was the boss and couldn't be beaten, I would have really wanted to punch Mori Ogai away. He has a beautiful idea, why not go to heaven? !
"How can you have the surname Fukuzawa? I already have custody of you, you're my daughter from now on! Call me Daddy!"
Mori Ōgai's outlandish words immediately made me yell in anger, "I don't have a father like you!!!"
My voice cracked when I yelled that. In a different situation, I might have laughed out loud. But after I yelled it, I realized that the phrasing was wrong. It sounded like I was shouting, "I don't have a son like you."
However, since this lolicon actually wanted to stand shoulder to shoulder with Minato, I couldn't laugh. In fact, I was extremely annoyed.
"Don't joke like that with me! Otherwise I'll really get angry!"
"Why?" Mori Ougai asked, shrugging and feigning ignorance.
"My father is the Fourth Hokage, known as the Yellow Flash. He is not only of high status and strong, but also handsome and gentle. He is the most perfect person in the world!"
My eyes sparkled at the mention of Minato's father, and I immediately pointed at the scumbag boss in front of me and shouted, "You're no match for someone like you who likes little girls! Don't even mention him, or I'll hit you!"
Mori Ougai put on a helpless expression and said sadly, "It's a pity I can't hear Uta-chan call me dad. Anyway, Uta-chan will be the young lady of the Port Mafia from now on. She can command any person below the five executives at any time. Isn't that great?"
What do you mean by "good"? He's just being a wolf in sheep's clothing, upsetting us with malicious intent!
Wouldn't it be better to be a doctor for the Port Mafia? Why be a rich young lady? Do I need that kind of prestige? Going out with Mori Ouga's name would increase the chances of me being assassinated many times over!
Most importantly, once I'm labeled as the Port Mafia's heiress, I can never shake it off. Even if Fukuzawa-sensei remains steadfast in his feelings for me, won't the other members of the Armed Detective Agency have something to say about my identity?
I suddenly understood why Mori Ōgai did this. He must have come up with this plan overnight after hearing my threat yesterday. This betrayal was ruthless; he was trying to completely cut off my escape route!
I felt like I was going to vomit blood. As expected of the notoriously scumbag boss, he's scheming so meticulously.
Realizing Mori Ōgai's scheme, I immediately understood that there must be a trap behind the so-called arbitrary deployment of personnel, and directly probed, "Can you really arbitrarily deploy anyone below the rank of cadre?"
"As the young lady of the Port Mafia, it's natural for Uta-chan to be able to do it. Just make sure to inform the superior of the person being transferred beforehand. Otherwise, it will be very troublesome if you can't find your subordinates when something happens!"
Sure enough, he's preventing me from using my status as the Port Mafia's heiress to cause trouble. If I want to mobilize Port Mafia members, I have to notify my superiors, and then Mori Ougai will know everything, so I won't be able to do anything.
What a clever scheme! In the end, all she got was a hollow title of "young lady." She'll have to be careful about assassination attempts every time she goes out. What a huge loss!
At this point, I have nothing more to say. In any case, regardless of my status, I must be provided with a laboratory; I just need to wait to receive it.
"I will follow the leader's orders." I bowed to him with feigned humility, already wanting to leave the leader's office any longer, lest I be tempted to rebel!
Just when I thought I could leave, Mori Ougai suddenly pulled out an expensive Lolita-style dress, her voice brimming with charm, "According to the rules, the person recruiting should give the newcomer they're taking care of something of their own. This little dress is for Uta-chan, let me help you change~~"
Seeing that the scumbag lolicon in front of me wanted to help me change my dress, I felt a chill run down my spine and wished I could punch him to the sky.
I kept reminding myself that this person was the leader and I couldn't hit him, so I suppressed my urge to punch him. Then I used a transformation technique to become a sixteen-year-old, which immediately put me out of the category of a little girl. This surprised Mori Ougai so much that the little skirt in his hand fell off.
"Uta-chan! Uta-chan, what's wrong? Why have you suddenly grown up~~~"
A certain lolicon was crying out in pain, while Alice next to him was quite happy to see him make a fool of himself.
"Rintaro brought this on himself! Who told you to try and change Uta-chan's clothes? Now you can't do it! Serves you right!"
Having grown from a little girl into a young woman, I said with a delighted expression, "Chief, I'm so sorry, the clothes you gave me are too small. I really can't wear them. How about giving me something else instead?"
Finally, with a bow that belonged to Alice in my hair, I walked out of the leader's office with my head held high amidst Mori Ōgai's mournful gaze.
And so, the door to a new world opened for me once again. Who cares about the appearance of a seven-year-old girl? A teenage girl's appearance is the best. With this height, it will be convenient to do experiments in the future. Most importantly, after becoming a teenage girl, I will finally no longer be harassed by that lolicon. This is the best!
I strolled briskly through the Port Mafia building. It was a rare opportunity to visit this popular spot that many transmigrators wanted to go to, so I naturally had to take a good look around. Otherwise, I would be letting down the Port Mafia heiress identity that the scumbag leader had forced upon me.
"Isn't this the young lady? Could it be that the leader wanted to help you change your clothes, which is why the young lady suddenly grew up?"
As Black Time Lord's cheerful voice rang out, I couldn't help but think to myself, "As expected of the legendary script-obsessed guy, his IQ is on par with Ranpo's!" Speaking of which, he's quite well-informed; could it be that he was the one who handled the household registration?
As I was wondering what was going on, the handsome young man with white bandages wrapped around his neck, looking somewhat sickly, walked up to me.
Just as I felt he was getting too close and was about to take a step back, Dazai Osamu had already grabbed my blond hair that was hanging down my side and said with considerable regret, "Nothing has changed at all!"
“Of course.” I explained after rescuing my hair from his hand, “The power system in my world is completely different from the power system in your world.”
"So that's why Miss wants to do human research?" Dazai Osamu looked at me expectantly, his eyes sparkling. "How about Miss concocts a drug that can kill me? Then I can contribute my efforts to the lab! Miss No Longer Human is very interested, isn't she?"
"Thanks, but there's no need." I refused outright, my lips twitching, not wanting to satisfy Black Time Demon's excessive demands.
They even poisoned him. If it succeeded, he would be done for. If it failed, he would have a reason to refuse to be studied. Either way, he was right. This guy is really shady.
I've decided that I must never let this black mud spirit enter my lab, which isn't even finished yet. Not only are the chemicals and equipment inside easily damaged, but I'm also afraid that he'll engage in activities detrimental to his physical and mental health, like committing suicide, every few days.
"Why does the young lady look like she's trying to distance herself from me?" The young man in the black suit looked over with a half-smile and said something that shocked me: "You clearly joined the Port Mafia just to get close to me! Do I have the power to send the young lady to her death?"
My eyes widened in disbelief as I stared at Dazai Osamu before me, almost unable to believe my ears. Even though I had been marveling at how this man with the script could rival Ranpo in intelligence, the sudden revelation of the truth still horrified me.
"...How did you know?" I felt my voice trembling, not understanding where I had given myself away.
"Miss, you'd better learn to control your expressions. If you accidentally read my mind, it will really bother me."
Dazai Osamu casually tossed out those words and turned to leave, without even asking me why I had approached him.
No! He's already figured out that I approached him to leave this world. But he doesn't seem to intend to investigate further, and he doesn't seem interested in helping me. He's a completely unpredictable man, uh, boy.
After Dazai Osamu's meddling, I lost all interest in continuing to explore the Port Mafia headquarters, so I took the elevator back to my residence.
It was a huge room, furnished with luxurious amenities and completely tidy. The comic books, game discs, toys, snacks, and other things I bought yesterday were scattered around it. It was practically a paradise for children.
Normally I might be interested in playing around with it, but now I have absolutely no interest in it. Dazai Osamu's ambiguous words earlier have left me feeling very uneasy. Although I'm sure he won't tell Mori Ougai, I don't know what he might do. In terms of intelligence, he's no match for me. Otherwise, I would have already learned Minato's Flying Thunder God Technique.
I was still agonizing when there was a rhythmic knocking on the door, and Hirotsu Ryūrō's very polite voice rang out from outside, "Young Miss, I am Hirotsu, the centurion of the Black Lizard. May I bother you for a moment?"
Knowing that Grandpa Guangjin wouldn't be looking for me unless something was wrong, I walked to the door and opened it. Guangjin Liulang, who looked quite gentlemanly and composed, was about to speak, but his composure crumbled the moment he saw me.
"M-Miss?" His voice began to stutter, and he rubbed his eyes vigorously, seemingly suspecting that he had presbyopia.
"I've just turned into my sixteen-year-old self, don't worry about it. Is there anything I can do for you?"
Hearing my words, Hirotsu Ryūrō calmed down and said humbly, "Miss, three of the Black Lizards were seriously injured in the previous mission. I wonder if you could come to the medical room for treatment?"
As a medical ninja, how could I stand idly by when I learned that a seriously injured person needed my help? My professional ethics wouldn't allow me to do that.
However, before agreeing, I tentatively asked, "What if I don't go?"
Hirozu Ryūran maintained a respectful attitude and said, "Everything is based on your wishes. As the young lady of the Port Mafia, you have the right to refuse anything you don't want to do."
I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, not because I could refuse anything—how could that be? If Mori Ougai really wanted me to do something roundabout, I'd just listen and let it go.
Most importantly, through Hirotsu's words, I have understood Mori Ougai's attitude. At least on the surface, there is still some respect. It seems that he has no intention of making me a corporate slave for the time being. As long as that is achieved, I will be grateful!
Having received a satisfactory reply, I went to the medical room to treat the three seriously injured patients who were almost permanently disabled. Afterwards, I also made arrangements with Guangjin, who had been fighting on the front line, so that when my laboratory is established in the future, seriously injured people can be sent there directly. I will be able to treat patients and conduct human research at the same time, killing two birds with one stone.
After hearing what I said, Grandpa Guangjin broke out in a sweat, and the three wounded soldiers I healed all looked relieved. They seemed quite afraid of entering my laboratory to serve as guinea pigs for human experiments.
I am very satisfied with their performance. This is exactly the effect I wanted. In the future, only seriously injured people will dare to enter the laboratory. My life can be easier, and I can live a happy life of taking money without doing anything.
Having set my future work goals, I looked at Hirotsu Ryūrō and said, "Mr. Hirotsu, please lend me your three subordinates. I need to go back to Professor Fukuzawa's house."
I confidently demanded to go to the home of the head of the Armed Detective Agency. Seeing Grandpa Hirozu looking conflicted as he had someone arrange a luxury car to pick me up made me feel incredibly happy.
It seems that becoming the young lady of the Port Mafia isn't all bad. At least she can go to see Fukuzawa-sensei openly. If she were still the child laborer with no status that she had imagined before, she would have to sneak around even if she went. It's not as comfortable as it is now.
I had the three members of the Black Lizards carry three sacks of snacks from my room, and then I rode in the black luxury car that the Port Mafia had assigned to me to Fukuzawa-sensei's house.
Although I inexplicably became the young lady of the Port Mafia, my heart still belongs to the Armed Detective Agency. Naturally, I would not allow anyone from the Port Mafia to set foot in Fukuzawa-sensei's house. I told my entourage to put down the snacks and disperse on the spot, and then they could do whatever they wanted.
My lackeys are quite employee-minded. Even though I dismissed them, they still stood guard at the door as if waiting for me to return. I let them be. Who knows if Mori Ougai sent them to monitor me? Let them stay if they want, as long as they don't enter Fukuzawa-sensei's house.
Returning to this familiar place, I felt a bit apprehensive, like returning home. I didn't even dare to knock on Fukuzawa-sensei's door, so I peeked over the wall to see if anyone was inside. Then I realized that Fukuzawa-sensei should be at the detective agency at this time, and only Yoriichi was probably home.
And that was indeed the case. When I peered over the wall into the courtyard, I saw Yoriichi there, intently practicing his swordsmanship.
I wanted to say hello, but suddenly I realized that I was now sixteen years old. So I deactivated the transformation spell, and with a cloud of smoke around me, I transformed back to the appearance of a seven-year-old.
This left all my followers looking conflicted, probably wanting to complain about my casually changing my appearance. Maybe it won't be long before I get a nickname like "Schrödinger's Miss".
"Yoriichi, I'm back!"
I called out happily, and Yoriichi, who was practicing swordsmanship, saw me and his slightly vacant warm-colored eyes lit up.
"Song!"
Yoriichi put down his sword, and a faint smile appeared on his usually indifferent and handsome face. This was a rare expression of emotion for Yoriichi, who was usually withdrawn. Usually, only Kokushibo of Tsugikuni received this treatment.
I climbed over the wall and jumped into Fukuzawa-sensei's yard. I had my henchman outside the wall throw over three sacks full of snacks, then dragged the sacks to Yoriichi and said, "I brought lots of food, let's eat together."
I pulled Yoriichi to sit down on the wooden corridor near the courtyard, and like a treasure, I took out the daifuku I had promised him from the burlap sack and handed it to him.
Yoriichi took the daifuku but didn't eat it. He just looked at me expectantly and said, "You won't leave again, will you?"
My expression darkened, and for a moment I didn't know how to tell him that I would be leaving again soon.
Yoriichi could see that I couldn't stay, and his spirits sank. He said softly, filled with guilt, "I'm sorry for making such an unreasonable request. I know that Uta left to take me home."
I held Yoriichi's hand and said with a promise, "Soon, I will definitely take Yoriichi back to that world, and then we will never be apart again."
"Actually, I prefer it here. I want to stay with the songs and the teachers forever."
"Great! Once Yoriichi slays the Demon King, we'll settle down in this world. Compared to the Warring States period, where there weren't even flush toilets, modern society is so much better! Oh, and I have a game console here, let's play together!"
I took out a silver-white handheld console, and Yoriichi looked at it curiously. He probably had never seen one before, so naturally he didn't know how to play it.
So in the following period of time, I started teaching Yoriichi how to play handheld games. Yoriichi learned seriously, and before he knew it, the smiles on his face had increased.
Sure enough, kids love playing handheld games, and even the usually indifferent Yoriichi was no exception. When he played Grand Theft Auto, his warm eyes shone brightly as he played with great focus. He quickly became a pro, crushing the leaderboard with his godlike skills and becoming a legendary racing god.
I sighed inwardly, truly a chosen one, no wonder he is Yoriichi. Apart from his tragic fate, he is an absolute master in everything he does!
It has to be said that handheld consoles are quite a time killer; before you know it, it's almost dark.
"Fukuzawa-sensei should be back soon," I guessed, looking at the sky above. Yoriichi, who was playing his handheld game, suddenly remembered and said, "I haven't finished practicing swordsmanship yet. You can play the song by yourself. I'm going to practice swordsmanship, or I'll miss my evening lessons."
Without a second thought, he handed the handheld console back to me, stood up, and went to the courtyard to practice his swordsmanship.
I looked at Yoriichi with admiration for his strong self-control. I truly thought he was amazing. Not everyone can resolutely give up the game console and start training when they are having fun. He is a true god-like existence!
Yoriichi went to practice his swordsmanship, and I had no interest in playing, so I sat on the veranda watching him practice his swordsmanship, thinking that I couldn't neglect my own swordsmanship training.
Even though I've already decided to trick Iwakatsu into filling my position, I still need to practice my swordsmanship more. What if I can't fool Iwakatsu? What if he abandons his humanity and becomes a demon? I always need to have a backup plan.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of the courtyard gate opening not far away. I immediately ran over and happily shouted, "Welcome home!"
As Fukuzawa-sensei walked in, a glint of light appeared in his light green eyes when he saw me. He was about to speak when Ranpo spoke first.
"President, don't get your hopes up. Kata hasn't left the port Mafia. It seems she has a high status there, which is why she can come here openly. She must have been adopted by Mori Ougai."
While secretly admiring Ranpo's all-seeing reasoning, I pointed towards the courtyard and said, "I brought a lot of snacks, they're all over there, go eat some."
And so Ranpo was easily fooled by me.
Then, I looked at Fukuzawa-sensei with a full of complaints and said, "Mori Ougai really went too far. He actually changed my name to Mori Ouka and made me call him Dad. That lolicon is really daring. Of course I don't want to. I'd rather have the surname Fukuzawa. Fukuzawa Uta sounds better."
Ms. Fukuzawa reached out and patted my head, her stern voice filled with concern, "Be careful there."
"Yes, yes, I will. And from now on I'll be the young lady of the Port Mafia, no one will dare to bully me, so don't worry, teacher. As for Mori Ougai, he even wanted to help me change into a little skirt today. I used my transformation magic to turn into my sixteen-year-old self, and his expression at that moment was so funny, he looked like he was about to be petrified, it really cracked me up."
I chattered on and on, and Fukuzawa-sensei listened attentively, a gentle smile on her face. She was nothing like her usual serious self, and seemed much more amiable.
As we were talking, Mr. Fukuzawa and I walked into the living room. He greeted me and asked me to sit down as usual, his attitude unchanged.
Thinking back to the terrible things I said yesterday to solidify my image, I said with a guilty conscience, "I'm very sorry, I said some really bad things yesterday, but that wasn't my intention. I only said those things to join the Port Mafia. I'm having a great time living at Fukuzawa-sensei's house, and I really don't hate it at all."
“I know.” Fukuzawa-sensei looked at me, his voice calm and gentle. “Ranpo said you wouldn’t come back. I believe his reasoning, but I still want to try to bring you home.”
"Thank you for your trouble, teacher."
I whispered with shame, and Teacher Fukuzawa once again placed his warm palm on the top of my head, his mellow and gentle voice exceptionally comforting.
“Ge has his reasons for going to the port Mafia, so there’s no need to feel guilty. From the beginning, I thought it would be best to bring Ge back. If I can’t bring him back, at least let Ge know that the door to home will always be open for him, no matter what.”
I suddenly felt like crying. The teacher is so kind. I'm so lucky to be a student of Teacher Fuze!
"Actually, my purpose in going to the Port Mafia was not only to change the timeline and bring Yoriichi home, but also to have two outstanding individuals join the Armed Detective Agency in the future."
I suddenly couldn't help but confide in Professor Fukuzawa, wanting to tell him all the things I had been keeping inside.
"There are parallel worlds in this world. In all the parallel worlds, the port Mafia will have a youngest executive in history, as well as a low-level staff member who does not kill."
"The two will be each other's most important friends. But in any world, one of them will eventually die, and the other will join the Armed Detective Agency."
"What I need to do is change their inevitable fate and get them both to join the Armed Detective Agency. Only in this way can the timeline change."
Upon hearing this cryptic spoiler, I immediately felt a tightness in my chest, and a metallic taste welled up in my throat.
To avoid worrying Mr. Fukuzawa, I forced down the sweet and metallic liquid, then smiled weakly and said, "I will definitely do it, Mr. Fukuzawa, just watch my performance."
Mr. Fukuzawa looked at me very seriously and said, "I believe in songs."
I smiled with delight, feeling incredibly happy; it felt so good to be trusted by my teacher.
Worried that Mr. Fukuzawa would notice my injury, I didn't linger and stood up to leave. I had originally wanted to transform into a cat so the teacher could pet me, but it seems that's not going to happen today.
Before leaving, I went to say goodbye to Yoriichi and Ranpo. Ranpo, who was eating potato chips, waved casually, his attention focused on the snacks.
Yoriichi, who was practicing his sword, looked somewhat somber, but he still mustered his spirits to say goodbye, which made me a little reluctant to leave.
Unfortunately, no matter how reluctant I was, I had to leave. In the end, I got into the black luxury car of the port Mafia and went back.
Before entering the Harbor/Black Building, I used a transformation spell to revert to my sixteen-year-old appearance before stepping inside.
Back in my luxurious room, I felt extremely exhausted. Although I had used medical ninjutsu to heal the internal injuries caused by the spoilers on the way back, I was still feeling listless and had a throbbing headache, making me feel terrible.
I lay down on the bed to rest, but suddenly felt something slip out of my pocket. I picked it up and took a look, and my face turned pale when I realized it was a rather small listening device.
Dazai Osamu! It was definitely Dazai Osamu who planted it! He's the only one in the entire Bungo Stray Dogs world who likes to put listening devices in people's pockets! How could I have forgotten about that?! It's definitely because he didn't ask me to commit suicide together!
I rolled out of bed, threw the bug into a glass of water, and picked up my phone to call Gwangjin Ryorang to ask where Hei Shizai was.
After getting the address, I jumped off the fifteenth floor and followed the phone's navigation to a bar in a neutral area that catered to shady characters.
I thought this kind of bar would be noisy, but it was surprisingly quiet inside, with soft music playing, giving it a very classy feel.
As soon as I entered, I saw Dazai Osamu sitting at the bar drinking. Dressed in black and bound with straps, he looked like a minor. Well, he was a minor. Because of this seemingly harmless boy's presence, the people drinking around me lowered their voices considerably, clearly quite wary of him.
The handsome young man was probably well aware of how people around him viewed him, yet he still nonchalantly swirled the glass of golden liquor in his hand, listening to the clear sound of ice cubes hitting the glass. His gloomy aura was as if he were shrouded in darkness from the very core of his being.
This person must have overheard my conversation with Professor Fukuzawa. With his intelligence, he would definitely have guessed that the youngest executive in history was referring to him. If he already knew Oda Sakunosuke, he would have even guessed it from another lower-ranking member who didn't kill anyone.
This is absolutely terrible. Who knows what this man with the script is thinking? With his intelligence that allows him to see through everything, if he has any other ideas, my plan will be completely ruined. I absolutely cannot let this happen.
Dazai Osamu looked over at that moment and, seeing that I hadn't shown any remorse for stuffing listening devices into people, greeted me in a light voice, "Yo! Young lady! I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"This isn't the place to talk. Can we go outside and talk?"
"Alright." Dazai Osamu put down his wine glass and stood up, then said with a troubled expression, "I think I forgot to bring any money! What should I do?"
That aria-like tone made me feel like my fists were about to harden again. Was he making do with me as his ATM before his Double Black partner was even in place?
"Swipe the card!" I angrily pulled out a credit card and handed it to the bartender. That bastard Dazai, I haven't even used this salary card that I got from the lolicon yet, and I'm giving it to him for the first time.
After paying for the drinks, I went to the back alley of the bar and then unexpectedly pressed Dazai Osamu's shoulder, pinning this seemingly sickly but actually quite skilled boy against the wall.
I didn't come here to settle scores with him. Instead, I plan to use ninjutsu to seal this part of Dazai Osamu's memory. That way, no matter what his intentions are, it won't matter, and everything will still go according to my plan.
When you can't win with intelligence, you have to use force to win. I believe I'm stronger than Dazai Osamu in terms of strength. For example, right now, I just used chakra to stimulate his acupoints, and he was paralyzed and unable to move for a short time.
Suddenly pressed against the wall, Dazai Osamu stared intently at me with his iris-shaped eyes, which were not covered by bandages, and said in an extremely frivolous tone, "What do you want to do by attacking me, young lady? If you do something bad to me, then I'll be the one who commits the crime!"
"Shut up!" I yelled in embarrassment and anger, feeling that if he continued talking, my reputation would be ruined. So I quickly gathered my chakra and prepared to form hand seals.
Kuroshita noticed my thoughts and got straight to the point, "Doesn't Miss want to know how I felt after hearing those words?"
Knowing that Dazai Osamu was adept at manipulating people's minds, I didn't give him a chance to sway me. Without hesitation, I said, "I don't want to! It doesn't matter what you think, you're destined to forget anyway!"
After I finished speaking, I used a ninjutsu that sealed his memories with one hand, causing the boy to temporarily lose his senses.
As the saying goes, even the highest IQ is afraid of a kitchen knife. So what if he has the script? If this memory is sealed, he won't remember what he really wants to do.
Remembering that Dazai Osamu was intelligent enough to have a backup plan, I immediately reached into his pocket and started rummaging through it...
I had done my research before he went into the bar. He stayed inside for almost an hour and didn't leave during that time. That means even if he heard the spoiler, he would have some backup plan on him. I don't believe he would leave clues on someone else.
They searched Dazai Osamu's entire body, destroying everything from his cell phone and earphones to his papers.
Feeling uneasy and worried that he might have left clues on the bandages, I took off his black overcoat, untied his black suit, and removed all the bandages from his body. By the dim moonlight, I examined them and found some incomprehensible symbols written with a pen, which were very likely a code.
Just as I was about to destroy the bandages, I suddenly heard hurried footsteps at the alley entrance, and a beam of light shone in. It didn't look like a lamp, and I didn't know whose superpower it was.
Squinting cautiously over, she heard Hirotsu Ryūrō's trembling, collapsing voice coming from the other side, "M-Miss, even if you can transform into a sixteen-year-old, you're actually only seven this year. Even if you want a man, you can't be in such a hurry!"
I was devastated by the damage to my reputation, so I quickly looked at myself and Dazai Osamu, and then I felt a sense of collapse as well.
My clothes were reasonably neat, though they had some wrinkles from when I subdued Hei Shizai.
As for the boy in front of him, not only was his black suit unbuttoned, but his shirt underneath was also torn open, and the bandages around his body were removed, revealing his excessively pale and slender body. He looked like he had been brutally molested...
No wonder Mr. Hirotsu said that; I can only make such terrible associations when I see such a scene!
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